Life must be worth living

by WEATHERMASTER

Abandoned on the streets of new york for three years a teen survives in a world of hate and greed alone. Will that change when he saves a kids life or will darker secrets unfold. Warning my writing can sometimes be dark, but then so is life. May contain explicit material. I have not decided yet.

1. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Story Contains Material and Characters belonging to Hasbro

"Get out of this house"

"But…"

"NOW! ... never show your face here again"

"I'm sorr…"

Bam...Click

Chapter One: Who and where?

The only beauty in this world is the lights. As the Deep hues of orange and red set on the skyline the city bursts with a rainbow of lights and colors. At first glance it is a magnificent sight but now I can hardly ignore the picture's flaws. The smog blotting out the stars goes on for miles. The fires in cans seem less mesmerizing with people in rags that are around it for warmth. This metropolis is filled with shady characters, ungrateful bastards, and crazy cut-throats. The cruel are treated as gods and the only good souls left are cast out in shame.

I live alone in these dark alleys cast aside by my family. I must face my enemies alone; gangsters, crooks, pedophiles, and social service members who try to move me away from my only home. For three years I struggled to survive through hunger, weather, and combat. I am now sixteen. The city constantly changes like the labyrinths I heard in fairy tales. I can now expertly navigate through it and evade dangers more easily. I avoid combat, private transportation, police, but most importantly I avoid giving my real name. Since I do this I make no friends, alliances, and never stay in the same place to long.

You can call me the Street Rat and this is my home and living hell, New York City.

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This is the prologue for my new story.

Next Chapter will be out soon.

-WEATHERMASTER